Fashionista

I like fashion. I do.

I am no where near being a follower of fashion - I don't keep up with magazines, or runways. I don't buy brand names at all the top stores. I don't own Prada or any other French or European styles.

I am not a model - I'm too pale, skinny, but not skinny enough, my hair is a partially tameable mane, and I am not the prettiest girl in town. I am not super rich - I don't have a closet full of clothes (I can barely fit myself into my college apartment's closet). I have two purses - a brown one and a black one.

Yet, I love clothes. I love accessories. I love hair styles and makeup. I love it all. One of my favorite movies is The Devil Wears Prada. I love the fashion, I love the hair style. I love it all. I play dress up games online. Standing in line at stores, I look at the fashions in the magazines. When I go shopping, I love playing dress up, just to see how I would look in an outfit.

Even though I love all of this, and friends may think I dress well - cute and sophisticated, I still have a lot to learn. I only started learning about appearance close to my junior and senior year of highschool. I learned it all from my mom and my (now) 17 year old sister. And, according to my mom, I've been a slow learner. I have to agree.

There is still much for me to learn about myself and how to dress and present myself. I wish I could spend hundreds on new wardrobes, accessories, shoes, purses, jewelry, hair styles, etc. But, I don't have that money. I'm not looking to be a fashion drone, nor is it or will ever be an obsession.

I just like clothes!